Tuesday, 16 March 2010
Night time
I can't sleep. So I am looking at hotels in New York. And Boston. I seem to be planning to travel. Or kill myself. Feel shit. Seeing L tomorrow. Tired. Was about to have a Diazepam but remembered I did actually have one about half an hour ago. Probably best not to have more. Wish I wasn't here. Useless. Fat. Horrible. Worthless. Need it to stop. Need control. Need something.
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Seems we were both reduced to blogging at silly o'clock in the morning :( Hope you eventually got some sleep.
ReplyDeleteOh hun, I wish I had something useful to add. Just hope you slept in the end and are feeling a little better.
ReplyDelete*hugs* x
Check e-maily. xxx
ReplyDeleteI hope you get some sleep. I'm also a 23 year old in the mental health minefield and it isn't a fun place to end up.
ReplyDeleteI hope things look up for you.
Come visit me at It's Time To Get Over How Fragile You Are sometime!
Annie
I understand your feelings...
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